And sometimes I end up at Blue Island Sushi twice within an two hour period.
The Situation(not from Jersey Shore): Natalie, Britney, Richard and I go to sushi. We eat. We leave. We go to FHE.
Lindsey is upset that I didn't invite her. A new group of sushi-goers forms. I go along, hoping that we wouldn't have the same waiter.
But none of the sushi pictures turned out, so here is one with the moose next door (and half of the second group).